Ed, please stop writing me!

OK, ok, just one more Slate treasure for you all on this fine Thursday. I stumbled across a series of letters written by a guy who occasionally writes for Slate, Matt Wall, who chronicles Ed Gillespie’s growing obsession with writing him. I laughed out loud at several points while reading this, but here’s one of …

GI Joes don velcro

I’ve always loved reading Slate, which some would argue further suggests I’ve got a strong liberal streak to me (I’m not here to support or refute that suggestion, not today anyway). Today’s article about new Army uniforms is one example of why. Not only does it cover the slightly obscure but (I would argue) highly …

tailgating in Mountain Home

Continuing my obsessive coverage of the Bomber-Goblin Friday-night matchup, here’s the preview story for the day from the Bulletin. I’ll be there for the tailgate party! And for those getting weary of my football rants, I promise it’ll all be over in another 48 hours! πŸ™‚ Go Bombers! Pep rally this afternoon By SONNY ELLIOTT …

political digression

I’m a week into classes now — far along enough to be slightly behind in my reading (though not as much as I’ve been at this point many times in the past, so that’s progress), but not really far enough to have spent much time looking at campaign ’04 through a newly enlightened lens, I’d …

I love my dad, too.

I was really quite a daddy’s girl when I was a young kid, and there are pictures to prove it. My grandma gave me a Polaroid at this year’s annual Gilbert family reunion that was taken (according to the picture) May 20, 1979 — shortly before my second birthday. The look on my dad’s face …